Friday, January 8, 2016

Tears of Ice

Fissures open from the top of this cavern

Rain keeps pouring down
Rain keeps pouring down

Howls echo from the distant horizon

I'm chilled by the sound
I'm chilled by the sound

There's a lingering presence here
Though I know I'm all alone
Trapped in here by my fear
Though this is not my home

That last light slowly subsided
I'm shivering in this cold
Shaking all that I've confided
The story that's never been told

Scratches on the wall from my resolve
Paint the pictures of my fading story
With the trickling water it will all dissolve
This flooded tomb will be my glory

Icicles rise like spears from the ground

As the rain keeps pouring down
As the rain keeps pouring down

Reasons so lost in these shadows
That I know they'll never be found

Time slowing down
I'm slowing down

My breath mists like the ghosts in here
Haunting me within this place
Am I shaking from the cold or fear
Of these spectres I cannot face

And their faces eb and flow
Names of which I can't recall
They whisper secrets I should know
The mystery my downfall

Contemplation heavy; palpable, the misty gloom
Have I found my solitude? Or has this cavern become my tomb?

My final shudders, my body giving in
Death now tapping me on the shoulder
Eyes closing as the cold settles in
Enclosing whispers, their touch so much colder

My mind is still, these drops freeze to my face
No longer pondering riddles of the spirits I see
The past now a haze as memories erase
For I am the spirit and the spirit is me...



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